Soon, Immortal King Haotian came out of his room, drank a cup of ancient tea, picked up a bamboo sword, and danced in the bamboo forest. Although his movements were slow and the sword skills he danced were not necessarily exquisite, that move was
Each pose seems to contain a mysterious meaning, accompanied by a sound.
"The great road leads to simplicity."
"Back to Basics."
Zhao Yun murmured that he was a loyal spectator.
Watching the Immortal King dance his sword is much more enjoyable than listening to Taixu's sermon. A few simple moves hide countless changes. The sword has form and meaning but is invisible. It is not so much sword dancing as it is enlightenment.
Zheng!
Zhao Yun also took a bamboo sword, painted a gourd in the same way, and danced the sword in the wind.
Immortal King Haotian once glanced at him without saying a word, only showing a smile. This boy was more motivated and more enlightened than he imagined, and he had some attainments in swordsmanship.
Zhao Yun has nothing in his heart, and his mind has fallen into obscurity.
If he learned how to dance with the Immortal King, he could learn the sword moves, but he could not learn the sword intention.
However, there is some understanding, and only when the understanding is thorough can we follow the words.
Zheng!
Immortal King Haotian's sword moved much faster, and there was a roaring sound from the sword.
His body skills are so extraordinary that afterimages are left one after another. The sword intention turns into a thunderous roar, intertwined with the sound of the sword, forming a mysterious vision of the sword, and the person wielding the sword seems to have become a sword.
sword.
Zheng!
Zhao Yun is still learning and can actually keep up with the Immortal King's sword style.
This made Haotian Immortal King couldn't help but be surprised. This boy's understanding greatly exceeded his expectations. Even if he couldn't learn the sword intention, he could learn the sword moves. In the realm of Xuanxian Realm, this boy was definitely the first.
I don’t know when.
Immortal King Haotian put away his sword.
Zhao Yun, however, was as dazed as a demon, still dancing and painting the gourd in the same way. He had learned a little bit, and the sword intention in his performance had changed. The sword chant was like the sound of Taoism, resounding endlessly in the bamboo forest.
"Good boy."
Immortal King Haotian became a spectator, drinking tea while watching Zhao Yun dance his sword.
As we get older, we inevitably have the problem of nostalgia. Looking at the younger generation in front of us, we unconsciously recall our own past, where we studied everywhere, longed for the great road, and wanted to learn the truest and most subtle ways in everything.
After waiting for the god to retreat, he emitted a faint fairy light.
It was the artistic conception of a sword that entered Zhao Yun's mind.
Buzz!
Zhao Yun, who was dancing with the sword, could not help but tremble.
The gift from the Immortal King Haotian was a blessing. His mind was drawn into the artistic conception. What he saw was only a sword, which was not real. It should be a sword made of Tao. The power of the sword and the intention of the sword were dyed with starlight. His mind
Wandering there, it feels like traveling in the vast starry sky, and I gain more insights.
> Immortal King Haotian didn't look any further, got up and went to the riverside, where he fished again with a bamboo pole.
This is self-cultivation, and also enlightenment of the Tao. The Tao mind is as calm as still water.
Night falls quietly.
Zhao Yun finally returned from his artistic conception. The moment he opened his eyes, it seemed as if there were two sword lights bursting out. When the light faded, his eyes became even deeper, really like a starry sky with stars twinkling in them.
"Thank you, senior."
He went to the bamboo forest and paid homage to the Immortal King Haotian.
Immortal King Haotian didn't reply, he just sat there alone with his eyes closed to relax.
Zhao Yun did not dare to disturb him, so he took out the chessboard again, holding the chess book in his hand, and played chess with himself. The chess records given to him by the Immortal King were also hidden avenues, and each chess path was a moral principle.
He played this game of chess for three days and three nights.
If you play against yourself, there is no winning or losing.
By the river, Immortal King Haotian has disappeared.
When Zhao Yun found him, he was deep in the bamboo forest.
There was an alchemy furnace placed in front of the Immortal King. Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows when he saw it. The Immortal King-level senior was actually an alchemist, and the one he used was not a real flame. Only after looking at it did he realize that it was the fire of the soul.
Mr. Zhao was busy with something again, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.
Refining alchemy is a technical job, and Immortal King Haotian did it with ease. He was refining high-level elixirs without any pressure. He saw the elixir's vision before the elixir was produced, and the rich elixir fragrance filled the entire bamboo forest.
"Why, you also know how to make alchemy?" Immortal King Haotian turned his back to Zhao Yun and smiled.
"I know a thing or two." Zhao Yun chuckled.
"The highest number of lines you can refine."
"This junior is stupid and still wandering around."
"With your understanding, you shouldn't have only one attainment." Immortal King Haotian said leisurely.
"Senior Yuhua told me to lay a solid foundation." Zhao Yun casually told a lie.
"That girl did not mislead the disciples." Immortal King Haotian said, throwing herbs into the alchemy furnace, "Refining alchemy is like cultivating the Tao. It is best to aim high and lay a solid foundation to achieve great success."
"Thank you, senior, for your teaching."
After a few words, the two fell silent again.
The Immortal King concentrated on refining the elixir, and the elixir was more fragrant.
Zhao Yun, on the other hand, looked at it seriously. Watching the Immortal King dance with his sword was a rare thing, just like watching the Immortal King make elixirs.
late at night.
There is light in the bamboo forest at night.
It was the Immortal King of Haotian who came out with an elixir. It was an absolutely high-level elixir. The vision of the elixir filled the vast void. Fortunately, this was in a small world and there was a barrier to isolate the vision. If it were in the outside world, it would attract people to watch.
The Immortal King took the elixir, turned around and left.
Zhao Yun didn't leave, he moved out
He built his own alchemy furnace.
Even as a little book boy, he could not waste his time and continue to consolidate the foundation of Yiwei Dan. He divided his mind into two tasks, refining the elixir and comprehending the secrets at the same time, with clear understanding frequently appearing in his eyes.
For more than half of the next month, he lived like this.
Dance with the sword in the morning, play chess at noon, and refine elixirs and weapons at night.
The small bamboo forest is isolated from the world. This is a peaceful practice for him to achieve enlightenment. He has indeed gained fortune. He has a deeper understanding of the sword, his chess skills have also improved greatly, and there are more secrets in alchemy and weapon refining.
"I wonder if Senior Yuhua can find the flower of memory."
In the quiet night, Zhao Yun stood in front of the bed again and looked into the distance quietly.
He wanted to go out and have a look, but Immortal King Haotian wouldn't let him go.
Speaking of the Haotian Immortal King, he sat on the eaves again, sitting there absorbing the starlight and moonlight. The mysterious and infinite way of stars made him perform a starry sky all over him, with stars dotting it.
Zhao Yun tiptoed and climbed up to the eaves.
These days, he basically does this. Whenever he meets Immortal King Haotian, he is not far away when he meets Taoism, sword dancing, and alchemy refining. This old man is pretty good, at least he does not exclude him. If it were anyone else, he would dare to
Wandering around the Immortal King, he would most likely be punished. Because he did not exclude him, he had many opportunities and some insights that were rare to come by.
While talking, Zhao Yun also sat down cross-legged.
He can also absorb starlight, but it is not the Tao.
He also tried to understand the way of the stars, but the starry sky was too vast and he was too insignificant. After many days of meditating, he still didn't get the slightest bit of truth. This road was not easy to walk, but the Immortal King Haotian has come a long way.
Bo!
The unexpected sound made Zhao Yun look startled.
He actually advanced a moment ago and entered the fifth level of Xuanxian.
Think about it.
Then he was relieved.
He has gained insights basically every day for the past half month. It is more real than swallowing fairy materials to advance. It is about martial arts cultivation, enlightenment and heart cultivation. The teachings of the Moon God are indeed true. The higher the level, the more important the insights are.
Buzz!
The starry sky suddenly trembled, and a galaxy was outlined.
That is not a vision of Tao, but a real galaxy. It is the starlight gathered by the Immortal King and placed in the starry sky to form a beautiful arc.
, like an invisible force, refining Zhao Yun's state of mind again and again.
It's almost dawn.
The bright stars slowly dissipated.
"Come with me."
Immortal King Haotian walked out of the eaves and landed on the top of the mountain.
Zhao Yun followed closely behind, crossed the void, and climbed to the top of the mountain.
This is the only mountain in this small world. This is his first time here. He can see a three-foot-long mountain on the top of the mountain.
There are large and small altars, and there is a stone tablet standing in the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest of the altar. The stone tablets are very old, engraved with magical secret patterns, and are in motion all the time.
"Sit on." The Immortal King smiled slightly.
Zhao Yun didn't know why and stepped onto the altar.
As soon as he stood firm, he heard the buzzing of the four stone tablets. The secret patterns on them suddenly seemed to become vivid, with radiance flickering, flowing one after another, and a mysterious power suddenly appeared, like a magic sound,
It was like a curse coming from all directions, ignoring his physical body and approaching his soul.
Well!
Zhao Yun groaned and stumbled on the spot.
However, the terrifying demonic sound did not dissipate as he staggered. Instead, it became more fierce, like invisible swords, slashing at his soul. He groaned in pain and was in a trance.
In just a few seconds, he was already bleeding from all his orifices, and his body was shaking and he couldn't hold back the pressure.
"This is the Yuan Shen Monument, which can be used to refine the Yuan Shen." The Immortal King smiled.
"I can see it." Zhao Yun tried his best to stand still, his eyes sparkling.
How smart he is! He knows the meaning of the Immortal King. He is not brought here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but to practice, and it is for the practice of the soul. If we talk about his soul-cleansing and soul-changing scriptures,
, is to train the foundation of the soul, so this tablet of the soul is to strengthen the ability of his soul to withstand beatings.
In this regard, the Moon God has already made it clear.
If you want to be able to hit, you must first learn to be beaten.
His rough skin and thick flesh are not only due to physical training, but also due to being hammered twice in three days.
I got beaten too much.
Why don't you just resist the beating!
"You can come down on your own if you can't help it." The Immortal King left a message and turned around to disappear.
"Thank you, senior, for taking advantage of this precious land." Zhao Yun felt grateful and stood firm with a bang.
He stood like a monument, letting the demonic sound of the Yuanshen Monument chop it. It hurt a little, but he was in pain and happy. This was a treasured place for cultivation, which could refine his Yuanshen to the maximum extent.
Buzz!
The Yuan Shen Monument didn't recognize the six relatives, and it was buzzing and trembling.
The terrifying demonic sounds were like terrifying swords, slashing at his soul arbitrarily, leaving invisible ravines on Zhao Yunzhen's body. These were injuries, but they were all within controllable range.
"Can hold on."
Although Zhao Yun was bleeding from all his orifices, his eyes were bright.
While the soul was being tempered, he also did not forget to run the soul-cleansing Soul-Changing Sutra. It was a two-pronged approach. The Soul-changing Monument was used to exercise the soul on the outside, while the Soul-Changing Sutra was exercised internally to heal the scars on the soul.
Buzz!
The Soul Monument trembled even more violently.
This time, there were not only terrifying demonic sounds, but also looming lightning bolts one after another. They also ignored the physical body and specialized in human souls. Unlike the induced thunder and lightning, these soul attacks were beyond the Xuanxian level.
, the training of the true form of the soul is ruthless and domineering.